An Extra’s POV

"Let us begin."

As Ralyks spoke for all to listen to, a massive portal opened right behind him, the likes of which no one present had ever seen before.

Space distorted all around him, and like a massive tear in reality, the spatial rift manifested right behind him.

Every single soldier who watched was in awe.

Some had heard stories of the Dark Adventurer, but no one had ever truly seen this side of him.

Perhaps a few guards were fortunate to see Ralyks executing the Dragon back when the Capital was attacked, but their numbers were too small compared to the few thousands that gathered in the open fields.

"What are you waiting for?" Conrad raised his voice at the soldiers who were spacing out.

Their blank and utterly stunned faces soon began to change as soon as they heard their Royal Councilor's—now turned Commander's—voice echo out.

"Match in!"

The grown men obeyed and rushed in, utilizing their formation in due diligence.

Before long, they were all able to venture into the massive portal that greeted them. Not a single one was left behind.

"Shall we?" Ralyks turned to the only man who was yet to enter.

Grandmaster Conrad himself.

"Yes, Sir Ralyks."

The two men then walked into the shrinking portal, feeling the ripple of space as they entered.

From the open field of Royal Estate, their vision instantly changed into the view of a massive military clearing in the outskirts of the Merchant City.

It was a large camp, with tall walls surrounding its vicinity—hence preventing the prying of outside forces.

The overhead was an open sky, but a certain Magical Barrier formed a barrier that prevented any sort of spying from above.

seven thousand—were fully protected from the observation and

of land, most of it a barren field dedicated to training or the assembly of

several wooden buildings and temporary tent-like structures filled the

wasn't meant to be stayed at for too long. It was a station meant for transition: nothing

this. It was designed this way because of the Dragons."

responded with a subtle nod, before uttering a few

of them as

a sad smile and

incredible

"I see…"

and noticed the seven thousand,

slowly merged, someone

to be in her late twenties, pretty, but also

it still had a feminine flair to it. She wore full plated armor, and one of her eyes was blocked

seemed to be black, but the blade of choice that was hung on the strap around

moment she reached Conrad, she fell to her one knee, raising the

Conrad. General Lucy

Whether this was natural, or an

the two who watched

Lucy! It's been a

younger lady, his face

General, and she'll

hand towards the woman who still had her knee planted to the

soldiers, talkless of rising up the ranks to the position of General." He

—Respect!

quite the achievement; becoming a General at such a young age. That in itself is deserving

head bowed, but she accepted the outstretched hand offered

soon as she shook his hand, she found

face, but she did her best to drown all of it and simply respond to the kind words of the

words, Sir Ralyks. However, I am

certain glint of ambition glowed in her eyes, and Ralyks

look forward to seeing how far